This evening I went out to the daycare’s playground. I like to go there to swing and contemplate life. After a while I decided to try and get into the tunnel. You know those little plastic tubes on most playgrounds? The ones with a few window holes cut out so you could see out? I wanted to see if I still fit. No amount of squeezing, bending or contorting could get me to sit upright, even uncomfortable upright. If you look at me, you would probably describe me as tiny. Overweight, yeah, but tiny. But I’m not tiny enough. So I kinda lay sideways in the tunnel so I could look out the window. The world looks different sideways. The ground is parallel to the lines of your face instead of perpendicular like it should be. It’s really weird. And then I got to thinking…what if that’s how the world was? If gravity suddenly changed and we walked on the walls of this world instead of the ground? What kind of world would this have to be for that to happen? Would it be natural? Unnatural? What would be the cause?
Then, as I walked back to my dorm, I discovered Bob Jones’s nightlife. Cockroaches. As I barely avoided a cluster of the little buggers, I actually glanced back to see if they were following me. And then came another thought. What if someone discovered that they could control cockroaches? Why? How? What for? What kind of world would they be living in for that to happen? For it to be helpful? And then I thought of other what-ifs I’ve thought recently. Like…what if someone somehow found out that they didn’t remember a portion of their life and didn’t even know it?
I think I need to get back to writing…
